"Greetings, Palace Master."
"Greetings, Senior."
As the Red Ming Palace Master descended, everyone showed a look of awe and respect, no matter how furious they were, they had to restrain themselves at this moment.
Even though this person stood alone, just standing there was enough to make them all feel breathless.
The Martial Emperor is like the heavens!
"What are you doing? Are you trying to harm my disciple?"
The Red Ming Palace Master asked sternly.
"Senior, this child has massacred many in the trial space, resulting in the untimely deaths of numerous prodigies, and must pay with blood for blood!"
The elder in the brocade robe said through gritted teeth.
He resembled a fierce wild wolf, baring its teeth, with an undeniable murderous intent.
His grandson, who carried the demeanor of a Great Emperor, was dead, his spiritual pillar had collapsed, this was a hatred that could not coexist under the same sky.
